Clean Out Your Ears, Don't Listen For

Sell Not Yourself At Little Price, Being So Precious In God's Eyes.

A Circle Of Lovely, Quiet People Becomes The Ring On My Finger.

Keep Your Intelligence White Hot And Your Grief Glistening“ So Your Life Will Stay Fresh.

Is Your Face A Beautiful Blossom Or A Sweet Torture? I Have No Complaints But My Heart Is Tempted To Let You Hear Of Its Sorrows.

They Say There Is A Doorway From Heart To Heart, But What Is The Use Of A Door When There Are No Walls?